I got the three things I wanted. I did my job, I worked hard in the process, and I cherish the memories, and they're mine.

Yellow wakes me up in the morning. Yellow gets me on the bike every day. Yellow has taught me the true meaning of sacrifice. Yellow makes me suffer. Yellow is the reason I'm here.

There was more happiness in the process, in the build, in the preparation. The winning was almost phoned in.

Me and running don’t always see eye to eye. Some days it hurts more than others. But it doesn’t mean I don’t do it. I deal with it and I keep running because not everything that is good for you, always feels good for you.

A bike ride. Yes, that's it! A simple bike ride. It's what I love to do and most days I can't believe they pay me to do it. A day is not the same without it.

Two things scare me. The first is getting hurt. But that's not nearly as scary as the second, which is losing.

I got the three things I wanted. I did my job, I worked hard in the process, and I cherish the memories, and they're mine.